<quoted text>Ahh The Sounds of Silence... I can deal with it Sybil, can you? I like that sound and it is a good time to commune with the CREATOR and await the coming day and count my blessings and be Thankful.And from your perspective, you think I get up early or stay up late to argue with you. My perspective is that in the overall scheme of things, you and what you have to say (post) just are not all that important. My Bible says "Love Thy Neighbor", but no where can I find that it says I have to like them. LOL

You got it AW, silence. I love it. I rarely have a TV or radio on. I did install a new radio in my truck recently, the old one was messed up and constantly popping and changing settings on it's own. Most of the newer ones don't have an off position and are on when the key is on. Even with the volume off it still clicked and popped. Lol. When I say silence I mean silence.

Of, course, Theodore. But people had more fun back in the day. They didn't sit in front of a computer screen and keyboard. They did something that's gone out of style. They got together, partied, or had quiet conversations with friends (face to face).

<quoted text>You got it AW, silence. I love it. I rarely have a TV or radio on. I did install a new radio in my truck recently, the old one was messed up and constantly popping and changing settings on it's own. Most of the newer ones don't have an off position and are on when the key is on. Even with the volume off it still clicked and popped. Lol. When I say silence I mean silence.

Godd Morning Una. I got my chores caught up for now and sat back down here for a break. I guess the radio in my truck works. I turned it on 3 years ago. LOL

<quoted text>Of, course, Theodore. But people had more fun back in the day. They didn't sit in front of a computer screen and keyboard. They did something that's gone out of style. They got together, partied, or had quiet conversations with friends (face to face).

Thank you lala. It seems these days some people can't say a complete sentence without posting a Youtube link and/or check it out on Facebook. It's like so many folks are stuck in DUHland these days. Even in this town, signs in front of various businesses follow or join us on Facebook. Like I care, I don't even go in their freaky store. Geez.

<quoted text>Godd Morning Una. I got my chores caught up for now and sat back down here for a break. I guess the radio in my truck works. I turned it on 3 years ago. LOL

Good morning AW. LOL, that sounds just like me. I guess I could have pulled the radio fuse, but I like the light source from the radio. I'm about night blind driving and need all the help I can get finding dash controls. Lol. That clicking and popping was driving me crazier than I already am. I do have a little ways to go. I have noticed lately, there are folks crazier than I am. Speaking of crazy, tomorrow is the day the old eagle poots for us. We are supposed to be getting our raise too. I mighy just get to go to the Dollar Store, Save A Lot and Family Dollar. I can hardly wait.

<quoted text>Of, course, Theodore. But people had more fun back in the day. They didn't sit in front of a computer screen and keyboard. They did something that's gone out of style. They got together, partied, or had quiet conversations with friends (face to face).

Good Morning Lala. That is one of my favorite memories. Going with my dad up to the neighbor's house and sitting with the old kerosene lamp on (no electric) and a fire in the fireplace and listening to Dad and the neighbor just talk about various subjects while I looked through the neighbor's "Progressive Farmer" magazine and lusted after all the pretties in the Sears and Roebuck catalogue that could be ordered if only we had some money.

Later in the evening, the flames would lower to just glowing coals and the neighbor would bring out an old fireplace popcorn popper (that I still have) and would bring me an ear of popcorn that I would shell and pop and we would sit there eating the popcorn. It made me feel so good that I had actually fixed something that we all shared.

<quoted text>Good morning AW. LOL, that sounds just like me. I guess I could have pulled the radio fuse, but I like the light source from the radio. I'm about night blind driving and need all the help I can get finding dash controls. Lol. That clicking and popping was driving me crazier than I already am. I do have a little ways to go. I have noticed lately, there are folks crazier than I am. Speaking of crazy, tomorrow is the day the old eagle poots for us. We are supposed to be getting our raise too. I mighy just get to go to the Dollar Store, Save A Lot and Family Dollar. I can hardly wait.

Yep, tomorrow is the day. I have my checks all made out and laying here ready to mail. I could drop them in the rural box but I am out of stamps so I will have to stop at the Post Office on my way to Sav-a-Lot and the Dollar store. Ah, the simple pleasures. LOL Some people dont like paying bills, but I enjoy cleaning the slate for one more month.

AW, I bet that is where the term "Wishbook" came from, us poor folks looking through the Sears and Roebuck catalog.

You are right. I don't know that we ever bought anything, just wished. I saw on the history channel some time back that George Sears worked for the railroads that were just coming of age and he got started buying and selling pocket watches to all the station masters along the tracks so they could keep up with the schedules. Plus the railroads were responsible for standardizing the time.

Then that went on to selling sewing machines to all the ladies that livd in the Midwest along the tracks and his business became one of the first mail order retailers and he took on Roebuck as a partner. I find that type stuff most interesting.

You folks have a good day. It is time for me to fix something to eat. It will soon be noon time here. I think I made it through the month with a can of tuna that ought to be made into a nice sandwich. LOL

<quoted text>Good Morning Lala. That is one of my favorite memories. Going with my dad up to the neighbor's house and sitting with the old kerosene lamp on (no electric) and a fire in the fireplace and listening to Dad and the neighbor just talk about various subjects while I looked through the neighbor's "Progressive Farmer" magazine and lusted after all the pretties in the Sears and Roebuck catalogue that could be ordered if only we had some money.Later in the evening, the flames would lower to just glowing coals and the neighbor would bring out an old fireplace popcorn popper (that I still have) and would bring me an ear of popcorn that I would shell and pop and we would sit there eating the popcorn. It made me feel so good that I had actually fixed something that we all shared.

Sad to say, AW, but those days are long gone. We were poor when we were growing up, but we didn't feel poor because everyone was in the same boat. When I was a kid, we would go to my grandparents' farm in the summers. On Saturday nights, my uncle would make a small campfire and we would roast hot dogs and marshmallows. The kids got to stay up a little later, and listen as the adults talked about various things or told a "campfire" story. Now, kids would consider that to be silly and boring. It's too bad that our young are missing out on these experiences. What fond memories will they have when they grow up? I'm sure it won't be about the exciting video games they played.

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